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A Friendly Infatuation	By : loche606 Category: Prince of Tennis/Tennis no Ohjisama > General Views: 3800 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Prince of Tennis (Tennis no Ohjisama), nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Chapter 11..damn this is beginning to flow again. By the time I get my computer online again, I am gonna have to post like 5 chapters! Woooooooot for chappie completion. This is hilarious to me, I love this story again. I didn�t like it so much for awhile, and I was in a slump writing it... but I think I am back on track now. Ha! I am poppin out the chaps now. Enjoy.

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�What?� Momoshiro Takeshi asked incredulously. �Did you just say I was hot?�

�So what if I did?� Echizen Ryoma said with no expression on his face. Momo wasn�t sure if he was kidding or not. Sometimes it was kinda hard to tell with Ryoma. He looked at the younger man, his brow furrowed, and a second later Ryoma�s seriousness lifted and a smile appeared on his face. Momo�s expression also cleared and he laughed, clapping the green haired teen on the back.

�You really had me there for a minute shrimp.� He said, still chuckling.

�I wasn�t kidding.� Ryoma said and started walking again. This made Momo stop laughing again and follow Ryoma.

�What are you saying Echizen?�

�Nothing.� Ryoma said with a shrug. �I am just telling you my opinion. Now hurry up, I want to play tennis.� He began to walk a little quicker. Momo also sped up and they were soon back to Ryoma�s house. Ryoma went to one of the lights and flipped the switch, turning them on. Momo had played tennis here before, but never this late. He found it nice because it was a private court and he could try some new things without having to worry about passers-by watching him and learning his tricks. While the lights warmed up and began to brighten, Ryoma set his racket bag on the ground and pulled out his game racket and a few balls.

�If you want me to play, you are going to have to let me use one of your rackets.� Momo said, watching Ryoma check the tape on his. He reached in his bag and pulled out his back up racket that he only used in extreme cases. He looked at it for a few seconds, testing the gut and tacks. When he seemed satisfied with it he handed it to Momo who also tested the tension, finding it to his liking. He walked to the service line on one side of the court and took a few practice swings. This racket was quite a bit lighter than the one he was used to, but he thought he could compensate for that with his swing. He watched Ryoma walk to the service line of the other side of the court and pull one of the balls from his pocket.

�Ready Momo-senpai?� He asked.

�Bring it on Echizen.� Momo said, ready to beat the shrimp into oblivion for messing with him earlier. Ryoma threw the ball into the air.

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Tezuka Kunimitsu�s jaw fell open. He had heard the sound of sneakers walking into his room and had looked up from his Literature book and had seen the last person he had expected. The book slipped from his hands as he stared at the redhead who was looking directly at him with determination in his eyes.

�What is it Eiji?� Tezuka asked, trying to sound annoyed, but feeling everything but.

�I love you.� Eiji said, taking another step toward the captain. �I realized that I am never going to have feelings this strong about anyone else.�

�What about Momoshiro?� Tezuka asked, honestly wondering what had happened.

�I wouldn�t be able to be with him. I want to be with you.� Eiji said. �I�m so sorry I was too stupid to know a great thing when it was right in front of me.�

�You don�t think it is going to be that easy do you?� Tezuka asked, looking into Eiji�s blue eyes. �You just left me Eiji. It really hurt.�

�I�m sorry. Please forgive me.�

�I wish it could be that easy.� Tezuka said. He watched the impact of these words wash over Eiji�s already distraught face. If he had wanted to hurt the redhead, it had obviously worked. Eiji dropped to his knees, his eyes filling with tears. He wiped them away quickly with the back of a hand. He shook his head and got back to his feet.

�Just forget I said anything. I�m sorry, I shouldn�t have even come back here. � He said, turning to leave.

Tezuka suddenly felt ashamed of himself, and very low. He had hurt Eiji to get back at him, and Tezuka had always thought of himself as less petty than that.

�Eiji, please stop.� He said quietly. �I�m sorry.�

Eiji turned around and looked at him, a slight ray of hope in his deep blue eyes. He took a small step back toward Tezuka, and then stopped timidly.

�I was acting childish.� Tezuka said, �I just wanted to hurt you like you had hurt me. �

�I�m sorry for hurting you in the first place.� Eiji said, tears blooming in his eyes again. �Fuji said some things that were pretty accurate and it scared me to think I may be trouble for you.�

�There is nothing you could ever do that would cause trouble for me Eiji. I don�t care what Fuji or anyone else thinks. All I wanted was to be with you.�

�All you wanted? So I did miss my chance to be with you?� Eiji asked, the tears slipping from his eyes and falling down his cheeks. He walked to the side of the bed and climbed up on it, sitting at Tezuka�s hip. �Well, I kinda thought that was how it would be, but I just couldn�t leave without letting you know how I felt.� He said.

Tezuka took a deep breath, not even sure what he was going to say. Before he had the chance to come up with something, he had reached his arm out and wrapped it around the crying redhead. He gently pulled Eiji down on his chest, and Eiji let out a sob, this one more relief than sadness. He lay his head on Tezuka�s chest and cried openly. Tezuka wrapped his arms around the redhead, trying to comfort him. Through all this, the sound of Eiji�s tears still broke his heart more than anything.

�Please don�t cry anymore.� He whispered, gently stroking Eiji�s hair with his fingers. �I can�t stand to hear you hurting.�

�I�m not hurting, I am so contented just sitting here with you holding me, and the emotion of it is overwhelming me.� He took a few deep breaths and the sobbing stopped. He continued to breathe deeply, and he could feel Tezuka�s arms wrapping tightly around him.

�Can you forgive me Eiji?� Tezuka asked quietly. Eiji looked up and his brow furrowed. He shook his head and cleared his throat.

�You didn�t do anything wrong! I was the awful one here, I was so horrible to you. If you can forgive me for that, you are a saint.� He said, laying his head back on Tezuka�s chest. The tears began to stream from his eyes again as he said these words.

�I forgive you for everything.� Tezuka whispered. Eiji let out one quiet sob and then fell silent. There were no words that could describe the way he felt at that moment.

�Will you be with me again Eiji?�

�Of course I will, if you will take me back.�

�Yes, I will.�
Eiji brought his legs up onto the bed and lay with Tezuka, an hour went by and they were completely silent. Eiji could have lay there all night, but he knew it was getting...

******

...late Ryoma, we can finish this tomorrow or something.� Momo said, bringing his racket down and walking slowly from the court. Ryoma served again, not wanting the game to end just yet. Ryoma was in the lead 4-3 but it had already been almost two hours just accomplishing that much. The older man walked over to the bench, ignoring the ball that had just flown past his face as he went.

�I told you I am done now.� He said through clenched teeth.

�Fine, want to come in and get cleaned up?� Ryoma asked.

�Yeah, washing up would be great.� Momo replied. He didn�t have his bag with him, thus he didn�t have a towel to wipe the sweat off his face, which meant that he needed to wash up a little, because he couldn�t go home smelling like a locker room. His mother had attached the word forbidden to that activity. Now, Momo followed Ryoma into the house, which Momo had seen a few times before. They walked through the hallway and down at the end was the bathroom, and across from that was Ryoma�s bedroom. When they got to the door, Momo walked into the bathroom, and Ryoma went into his bedroom to wait his turn. Momo was in the bathroom looking in the mirror. He grabbed a washcloth from the closet and wetted it with hot water. He put some soap on it and threw it across his face. The steamy cloth felt good on his face and he sat that way for a minute before washing the sweat off. When he was done cleaning up, he opened to door and saw Ryoma sitting on his bed. He They switched places and Momo went into Ryoma�s bedroom, shutting the door behind him. He set the wet cloth down on the bedside table, and looked around the teen�s room. He had been in here before but he had never really had the chance to look through things. There was an open issue of Tennis World Magazine lying on the desk. Momo picked it up and saw that the page it was on was actually an article about Echizen Ryoma, Seigaku�s Freshman Ace. The article featured a picture portraying a side of Ryoma that was barely ever seen. It was slightly desperate, and a little more than worried. Momo wondered who had taken the shot, and if they knew how lucky they were to get a picture like that. He continued to stare at the picture, aware that he was becoming aroused by the vulnerable look on Ryoma�s face. However he wasn�t able to look up, or put the magazine away, he just stared. He licked his dry lips and breathed lightly from his mouth, feeling his manhood get harder thinking about being the one to make the teen look vulnerable. He shook the thought from his head, trying to make his erection go away before he had to face Ryoma again. He set the magazine down and turned away from it, aware that his problem would be obvious to anyone who happened to walk in. He tried thinking of other things, he thought of tennis, which didn�t help because it made him think of the magazine. He was beginning to panic because he didn�t know what to do to make it stop. He knew that getting off would help, but he didn�t dare. There was not enough time for that. He reached down and touched the erection to see if it was as obvious as it felt. It was. He took a deep breath and sat down on the bed, seeing if that helped to hide it. It was almost painful, and the thought of getting caught with an erection was making him even harder. He rubbed himself through his pants a little, and sighed at the feeling of relief that washed over him as he was touching himself. �Ok, I can do this quickly.� He thought. He grabbed the cloth he had used on his face and used it to reach down the front of his pants. He wrapped it around his throbbing erection and stroked it quickly, needing to get off as quickly as possible. He suppressed the moans that came into his throat, and he shut his eyes tightly, breathing in short bursts. He came then, his body locking and a sigh escaping his lips as wave upon wave of orgasm flowed through him. He went limp on the bed, breathing heavily, and he pulled the cloth from his pants and sat up. Then he moaned. Ryoma was standing in the doorway smiling.

�Don�t stop on my account.� He said with a little chuckle.

�I...umm...� Momo stammered, but he had no way to try to explain himself. �How long have you been there?� He asked finally.

�Long enough.�

******

Eiji walked home in the dark. His heart was soaring again. Tezuka had taken him back, and as far as he was concerned, all was in tune with the earth. He didn�t care about what anyone else said about his relationship with Tezuka anymore. It just didn�t matter. He would come and see Tezuka again tomorrow after school and then on Tuesday he would be getting out of the hospital. What he needed to focus on now was getting through tomorrow at school. If he could do that (which he knew he could) he would be able to get through anything. Kikumaru Eiji began to sing as he walked home.

Tezuka closed his eyes. It had been a long trying day, but everything had ended up so wonderful. Eiji had run back to him, and he had taken the redhead back with open arms. He couldn�t believe everything that had happened in just one weekend, but he could honestly say he was glad it was over. Tomorrow would start a new week, and a new start on Eiji�s and his relationship. He was slightly worried about what Fuji would do when he found out they were together again, but at this point, Tezuka thought that he and Eiji could handle anything as long as they were together. With this thought in mind, Tezuka Kunimitsu fell asleep.

He ran his hands through the other teen�s hair. It was as soft as down, like rabbit fur. This was something he hadn�t expected, and he wrapped his fingers in it, bringing a soft moan from his lover. He kissed the soft skin of the neck in front of him, licking a little and then following with a kiss. He felt thin arms wrap around his back, which caused a chill to run up his spine. He couldn�t believe this was happening, but he didn�t mind. The other boy must have been thinking the same thing, because he pulled away slightly.

�Are you sure this is ok?� He whispered.

�It�s ok.� Momo said quietly, petting the soft green hair lovingly.

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OMTezuka! What am I fuckin doing? Jeeez could I make this any more complicated? Hehehehe YES. But I did what I told people I wasn�t going to do, and that was get Tezuka and Eiji back together so soon. Oh well... I like how it worked out. As far as getting Momo and Ryoma together, well I haven�t decided if I am gonna keep them together, but there isn�t gonna be any actual sex with them, because even though I don�t see 15 and 16 as too young.. Well obviously 12 is way too young for that. Of course I am a total pervert -_______- so we shall see *pulls out horns*

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